by Pamela on
The location is weird. I really don’t like going to such places that are difficult to find in the first place. The service was okay but their dressing was so CORNY!!! I just wanted to laugh in their faces honestly. They looked like they just came back from a tennis game. Why would they choose this hilarious outfit for the waiters? My drink was not good. I had heard a lot about their mojito drink but it was awful. The pub is also too small if you ask me. And it is always crowded so what is the point of it being a pub and restaurant combined.
by Rooster C. on
I used to really enjoy shopping at the Gallery, but that was years ago. I work a couple blocks up from it and would love to do some shopping/browsing every once in a while during lunch breaks, but you risk injury by simply being there now. I went for the first time in a long time last Christmas just to see how the new Toys 'R Us store was, but I didn't spend too long in there. I saw something I liked for my niece, purchased it and then got the hell out. If you're a fan of ignorant, profane children, I suggest visiting the Gallery since it's their favorite hangout when they skip school. I especially like the Gallery's FYE store, where they seem to have the inability to blast anything over the speakers except for the worst rap you've ever heard in your life. I admit that their heavy metal selection is pretty deep for a chain store, but the FYE on Broad & Chestnut is better. In fact, pretty much any product you'd find at the Gallery could be found elsewhere in Center City, so it's best to just avoid it altogether. There's simply a vibe of omnipresent nastiness at this place. The winter won't last much longer, so I look forward to when the weather gets sunnier and the headlines are reporting on daily chaos in the Gallery once again.
by PETER C. on
EPIC BAR FAIL MOMENT! =( Came here on a Sunday afternoon for some drinks and my friend recommended the "MEXICAN MARTINI." Before they serve you they give a friendly reminder that after the second, you are cut off. I really didn't pay much attention to it so I was like whatever.. So as soon as my friend and I finished our drinks, we decided to go outside and up to the dining part in the up-stair's bar. We thought we were so clever.. WRONG! As soon as we sat down and ordered our third Mexican martini, the bartender came from downstairs and came at us with them "evil eyes" and unleashed hell on us. She started to yell at us and made a huge fit like we did something bad to her. I felt like my mom was yelling and arguing with me in public. So if anyone asks me what is my memorable bar moment, I would have to go with this place... 5 STARS GOES TO THE LOVELY BARTENDER FOR PUBLICLY HUMILIATING ME...
by Millard Patnaude on
1984 is the greatest thing ever! What was Orwell thinking? The split personality of the front and back room is virtually schizophrenic, yet tied together by the cool sort of cat that frequents the place anyway. Where else can you combine the poppy front room anthemic sounds of the haunting echo's of Axl Rose's 'where do we go' and the utter cheeze of Rick Springfield desperate plea of 'where can i find a woman like that?' with the dark brooding vocals of Morrissey and the spiritual maniac David Gahan. 1984ever!